...or lack of socks. Instead i am wearing opaque stockings which go all the way up my legs and are attached to a black basque. Over them is a pair of ...atin red panties. I am a crossdresser and so is my new friend that i am meeting for the first time today. Its a monday morning and I am in the carpark of a large park. There are many fields of green with trails and football pitches, and most importantly plenty of hiding places in the bushes.While i sit there i quickly get my bag and grab my. Chandler?" the guy asked in a friendly manner as he headed toward the urinal. The way he had said it was the same way that he might have said it before all the shit began to happen around here.I took advantage of the guy's distraction due to his having to take a leak and walked out of the men's room, wondering how I had gotten from the turbulence aboard a plane landing in Nashville, Tennessee to the quiet men's room of my old work place in Decatur, Georgia.The men's room was just off the lobby. Slave could not help but smile with pride too, as his cock swelled at the thought of last night, and of what was to come that evening when duties were over. His mind was already halfway up that pretty bottom already. Pepper and Honey cried a little more as they said their goodbyes; slave then took her at Ella’s command and they knelt together in a corner as the buyer’s arrival was announced. Honey was striped completely naked, her cage removed and her hands were bound behind her back. My. Just in time. Wrapped in a towel she strutted into the bedroom and found him also in a towel. He was still dripping wet from the pool and the sun reflected off his sculpted body. She made her way towards him, step by step, keeping contact with his eyes as she did so. She walked into him, close enough for a kiss but restrained herself from doing so. Instead she ran a single finger down his chest centre on, down his abs, into his towel and plucked it off with a single motion. His cock bounced.